October 2011
Tired doesn’t describe
Use you to revive
Never enough try
Sometimes just get by
Refuel my lack of air
I give out all my care
Infuse my unworthy soul
The weight has taken its toll
Burden finds a home in me
My shoulders weak now; un-free
Voluntarily I proceed
Enough want, too much need
Feel like I’m begging please
The reach is just a tease
I want to attain that thing
No content in maintain
Inadequacy sustains
Reality remains
Heaviness still looms
Inside the darkened tomb
Contrasts are constant
Light lives where dark can’t
The verve conquers lethargy
HIS face is hard to see
Though His presence is fierce
Begging Him, defeat the mirrors
I can’t defeat the past
Too fearful to lose the mask
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